Just plain violence. C: M+

(( Because I actually like this kind of stuff sometimes... And I know SOME other people like them too, I'm making this. x3. Although YOU MUST BE IN CHARACTER. If you want your character to participate in the bloody action, and your character is like Italy or Canada who are innocent, nice, and non-violent, you have tell us something that happened that made them snap, and go nuts or something like that. OK THEN HAVE FUN~))

Belarus walks around, thinking about Russia, and how to get him to marry her. She has failed so much, but she WON'T give up!! She walked until she noticed a small group of people, no, countries. What are they doing? She wondered, and walked up to them.

Romano leaned against the tree watching the others talk. He saw Belarus walking up to them. That couldn't be good. Either she was mad at them or she was going to be.

That small happened to be England, France, and America. He was getting ticked over them again, they were having another argument. "My cooking is not that bad!!" He called out, glaring at America and France.

(Obviosly they're now talking about terrible cooking and stuff... How this will lead up to blood and gore I don't know.)

"You're cooking tastes like dog shit!! And not the good kind either" He said with a disgusted face while munching on his delicious and completely healthy hamburger and freedom fries.

"My cooking does not!! Your hamburgers is what is bloody disgusting!! I don't know how you're still ALIVE from eating all that rubbish!!" He protested.

Romano walked up hearing part of their conversation. "If you want to taste good cooking then eat Italian food. It's as simple as that you dumbasses." Romano said eating a tomato.

Austria had gone to a terrible piano recital last night. The awful music had made him enraged about everything and was not in the mood to deal with people. He tried to calm himself down by playing his violin in a tree above everyone. But when everyone started to argue about England's cooking he was enraged and dropped his violin on Romano's head. "HEY CAN ALL OF YOU QUIET DOWN I AM TRYING TO CONCENTRATE!!!" ((hope this is a good explanation))

(( Oh, it's just fine, Austria~! :3 ))

As Belarus approached the group, an unusually strong emotion of rage enveloped inside of her. Strange really, had someone tainted the atmosphere in which caused her to feel this way? Belarus' patience was something that would not run short, but for some reason she wanted to strangle someone because she couldn't tolerate all the ridiculous yelling. Her eyes darted to Austria, who had yelled the loudest out of all of them, complaining about concentration.
She scoffed, "Hypocrite." She darted glares at him.